Master brought home the deli guy today. Apparently they’ve become great friends, and Master wanted to share with his friend, since his friend always takes such good care of him. I was in my proper position when they came in, and the deli man seemed very pleased to see me so. He led me in to the bedroom and had me position myself on my hands and knees facing master. He climbed onto the bed behind me, and slammed his cock into me. He grabbed my hip with one hand and my hair with the other, and he started beating my pussy up! He was hitting it so hard, I was hurting, and he knew it. The more he knew it hurt me, the harder he drove into me, pressing my cervix further up into my belly, and rearranging my insides to let his cock deeper. I cried out a couple of times, and Master smiled. He knew I was hurting, and he was thrilled about it. I knew Master would take care of me, though. He always does.